Happiness

I hate doing nerve racking things for the first time.

I'll just be honest here. Things like, playing piano for the bridegroom watch meeting on Friday night,. Riding on the bus by myself in big bad Chicago. Telling a guy "F-off douche-bag". Teaching a class. Telling a guy I like him...(before it gets too far). Not wearing makeup outside. Feeling like I CAN rely on the holy spirit enough to not have any plans. Nannying, making big girl decisions.

All things, that are part of every day life. I hate em, but I know if I do it once, I can do it over and over again, and be invincible time and time after again. Okay. Telling a guy I like him, well, that didn't go too well...(i'm actually not SURE how it went myself still) But, it's something I've never ever ever done before. And, I'm glad I did it. Something accomplished. The last 3 months have been a roller coaster of trying new things, sure. They might sound small, but the truth is I feel like they were big things that I was hoping for, waiting for the right time for.

REALLY. This is all for the fact that IT'S ALMOST SEPTEMBER, which means that it's almost been one year since I started being put on schedule at the furnace...if you don't remember, I gave myself one year to suck.

Um. Another goal of under the truck. But I can give myself a thumbs up. I worked my money maker off! (Actually, it's still there. METAPHORICALLY) I did improve. I did actually ImPrOvE! Yay me!

Thank God for second chances, and thank God everything happens for a reason, and! Thank God that i'm undeniably happy with myself, for WHO I AM. I did go out on a limb, and shizzz i'm happy about it.